I hope this doesn't come off as rude, cuz i dont mean it to be, but I've been following you for a while and I'm absolutely blown away by how much your art style has improved from when i first followed you. Not to say your style wasnt lovely before, but I can just tell you're more confident in your style, and that's really neat to witness! Anyway, i love your art, and keep doing what you're doing!

I don’t think of this as rude at all! It’s always awesome to hear if someone has noticed improvement on my art. I’ve definitely began messing with colours a lot more and I use references a bunch more too. I used to hate colouring because it was always the same shit over and over again but it was literally me who made it be the same shit over and over again.

ARIES: They are fighters, they go through so much turmoil and still manage to rise above it. They have so much passion and love for their family and loved ones, they tend to hurt these people the most, as Aries is emotional and can go through a range of emotions in such a short span of time. They tend to beat themselves up a lot for all the shit they do. They just need the love and attention they may not have received in early life.

TAURUS: Family and home are very important to Taurus moons. They strive for long term relationships and are generally loyal to their significant others. They can come off as needy, clingy, and obsessive leaving them heartbroken many times in their life. This may stem from a family who suffocated them or were distant. They think they are boring and typical, they need someone who will love them for all their faults and see the life in them that others do not.

GEMINI: Gemini moons have a rep for being emotionless, cold, and a total heartbreaker. This isn’t true by any means. Gemini moons feel a range of emotions, so overwhelming that they shut it down completely and focus more on their mind than their heart. They don’t know how to feel sometimes, leading to depression and anxiety. It’s not that they don’t want anyone to love, they are actively searching for someone who understands they need space, they want to take things slow, which can be hard to understand because of how open they are. Gemini moons are full of love, wit, and enthusiasm.

CANCER: Known for being clingy cry babies. But, really you guys?? Cancer moons are your best bet and probably the most misunderstood. These people would do ANYTHING for those they love. I’m talking like, giving you their last dollar so you can get something you want. They put the needs of their loved ones before themselves. They just want to nurture you and love you and want that back from you. They don’t want anything else. The “mom” friend, even if they’re male. These people are so fucking sweet. (Issues with the father are noted)

LEO: Okay, so they can be dramatic, but it’s because they feel so deeply and just want attention. They have a tendency to be conceited and arrogant but truthfully, they are very insecure about themselves and this stems from harsh parents who were very concerned with their status and their children’s looks. They just want you to pay attention to their rants, their stories, their generous acts. Thank and compliment a Leo moon today (unless they’re genuinely being an ass)

VIRGO: Virgo moons put a huge wall between their feelings and others, from fear of rejection, general anxiety about love, and not being well developed in their feelings. Because of this huge amount of baggage they put on themselves, they can love deeply one second and become critical and harsh the next. They need someone who will understand this and calm them down when things get too rough.

LIBRA: These beauties are some sweet talkers. And super generous, too. They’re usually the ones to not take sides during an argument between their friends, they talk to each one individually and attempt to work out a solution. Arguments, confrontation, and fighting are a huge fear for them, they can’t ever seem to say no to favors or stand up for themselves. Libra moons put their loved ones before themselves all the time. They need someone who will speak up for them or break them out of their shell and reassure them they’re allowed to say no if they want.

SCORPIO: Scorpio Moons have intensified emotions and lead very private lives. Scorpio Moons are harder to get through than Scorpio Suns, actually. They fear others taking advantage of them or controlling their lives, so they don’t get involved in relationships very often but when they do, they’re likely to leave fast. They like the idea of love instead of love itself. Scorpio moons want so much to be in love, but they’re just too scared. The mother of the Scorpio moon was likely full of turmoil, leading to their trust issues. A constant with her leaving her child, or possibly having passed away. They need someone who will be patient and understanding of the issues they have.

SAGITTARIUS: Impulsive, rapidly changing emotions are a constant for Sagittarius moons. There’s a pattern of reckless behavior / emotions and often being blunt and direct, which obviously hurts the feelings of others. Deep down, Sagittarius moons are very loving and affectionate. They just need someone who will understand they don’t always mean the things they say. They need someone who can keep up with their active mind, changeable emotions, and wild spirit.

CAPRICORN: Most likely of them all to have issues with the father, 2nd being Cancer Moons. Often, childhood trauma has effected them, making them take on responsibility for themselves early on, out of fear that no one can take care of them but themselves. They’re overly protective of their emotions and attempt to show no signs of actually being fragile. Once in love, they are committed and true. They need someone who will not be afraid to work hard for them. It’s not that they mean to be complicated, they’ve just been through a lot.

AQUARIUS: Freedom and individuality are absolutely important to Aquarius moons. They need space to breathe in, they need to be fully themselves, and they need times where they can be on their own. This doesn’t mean they’ll flake on everyone, this just means that people can be too much for them at times, even if they’re extraverted. They are friends to everyone they know, having friends from many different backgrounds. Their mother may have been distant, not giving the love and attention that should be given. This can make Aquarius moons adopt the same persona, distant and cold with their emotions. But when they truly open up to someone, they love with all their heart.

PISCES: Literally the most romantic of all the moon signs, and a huge flirt. Affairs are likely with this placement. Pisces moons have a strong intuition and immense creativity. Sometimes they get lost in their own world and lose sight of reality. They can make people out to be something they’re not which is dangerous if that person is actually toxic. It’s likely their mother had a drug addiction, and it’s likely Pisces moon will also have an addiction. They need someone who can ground them and bring them back to earth before they become too oblivious to their surroundings.

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Harry is out there… being politically engaged, supporting women and the lgbt+ community, adding dates to his tour and playing bigger venues because he loves his fans, making amazing music, changing the industry, starring in a Nolan film, spreading love, discouraging hate, playing with babies, dressing his ass off, living his best life, and just generally being an all around good person??? And not to be dramatic but I’m honestly so happy that he exists and that I’m here to witness it.

It always upset me that Peter’s family left him alone the moment his mom died. Sure, he’s freaking out! He’s a CHILD who just spent months watching a brain tumor slowly kill his mom, and then she died right in front of him! Of course, he’s freaking out! What type of people would leave a traumatized kid alone in a hospital hall right after seeing his mother die?! My point being, Peter’s family shouldn’t have even left him alone to runaway. :/ It sorta shows how much more of a family the Guardian’s are to Peter (at least to me), considering NONE of them even considered abandon/leaving Peter alone during the final scenes of Vol. 2. Because family doesn’t leave you alone after witnessing someone you love die!

“Victor had never realized how used to the gulls’ cries he had become
until they weren’t there. The clicking of Mari’s bike gears and the roar
of the ocean surf were the only sounds as they crossed the usually-busy
bridge. It was strangely intimate with Yuuri like this; all the
barriers of the day, of propriety and public opinion and their own
worries had been removed. Now there was only this **chemistry.** An
attraction, a set of feelings barely touched on and young, a fledgling
thing testing its wings in the hopes of someday taking flight.

And there they were beneath an impossibly starry sky, two figures in the
moonlight stuck on a song. Victor had never realized until that moment
how truly alike they were—how improbable it was to chase a boy across
the world and in the process find someone who woke him up in the middle
of the night because he **needed** to dance on the ice.

A kindred spirit, a reflected soul. Two categorically impossible people
who had a love of foolhardy and inadvisable things, all for the love of
their craft.

With midnight come and gone, 2 AM found Yuuri on the ice playing his
song from a portable cell phone speaker, the sound of a distant piano
filling the empty rink in a way that felt like a prophecy of something
greater. Victor liked to imagine he could already hear the power of this
music on the PA system, of five or ten or twenty thousand people
hearing it in a stadium, on their televisions as they witnessed Yuuri’s
love.

It wasn’t a routine; there was no proper choreography, even.

But Yuuri danced with an emotion so incredible and poignant and
**joyous** that Victor couldn’t look away. It was far from perfect, and
less than half of it ISF sanctioned, but that didn’t matter. The rules
didn’t matter on a night like this, to people like Victor and Yuuri.

What mattered was the bliss in Yuuri’s face as the music washed over
him, the cut of his skates, the curl of his body. What mattered was
Yuuri skating it again and again, different each time and having not a
care in the world for it.

It was a once in a lifetime opportunity. Come tomorrow, a week from now,
a month from now, this song would become a routine and the freedom
would be gone. For now, though, as Victor leaned against the boards and
**watched,** it was something new to both of them.

He does- Jonas is quick witted and intelligent. He loves films and art and Even has the most interesting conversations with Jonas when they’re both high off their ass. Even more interesting ones when they aren’t.

He means, yeah sure, every now and then they butt heads when it comes to Isak because they both love him dearly in their own ways, but at the end of the day; they are always willing to laugh it off into a can of beer.

So they’re chill. Even likes Jonas.

But at this moment, Even wants to break the curly headed fuck’s neck.

“Let’s take marriage for instance,” Jonas says, sipping a can of beer and gesturing wildly to both the other boys in their squad and the girls, “It’s nothing but a capitalistic invention. People throw these huge ceremonies and spend millions of dollars on bullshit like valentine’s day cards and wedding receptions. I mean really– marriage is obsolete in this day and age. What the fuck is a piece of paper going to tell you? Completely unnecessary.”

Even clenches his jaw, because Isak is nodding in his hesitant way, looking interested in the topic. Slowly being convinced maybe.

That just won’t do. Because Even has a ring in his pocket that he’s been carrying around for ages and tonight was supposed to be the night that he was going to drop down on his legs and ask the fucking question.

But fucking Jonas is messing shit up.

“I don’t think it’s obsolete,” Even says through gritted teeth, “Standing up in front of you family and friends and promising yourself to the one person in the world you can’t live without.”

Jonas snorts, “One person you can’t live without? Should we talk about divorce rates?”

The fucker.

Sana, bless her, must notice that Even is about to blow a gasket and maybe jump Jonas in the not at all fun way. She clears he throat and changes the subject easily enough.

But Even glares at him steadily. Clearly boldly enough that Isak gives him a bizarre look and a nudge

Sorry baby, Even thinks, I know he’s your best friend, but I’ll kill him if he affects how you see us.

Jonas stands up and stretches after a minute, pecking Eva’s head in the process. “I’m going to grab some chips.”

His chance. Even stands up, “I’ll help you.”

“Oh no, it’s alright I’m just-”

Even narrows his eyes, “I’ll help you.”

So the kitchen is awkward because Jonas can’t figure out why Even is laser beam staring and him and Even is just crossing his arms and glaring.

“Did I… do something?”

“You’ve gotta stop with this no marriage shit,” Even whispers, moving closer and giving the entrance to the kitchen a surreptitious glance, “You’re killing me, Jonas. Like actually killing me.”

Jonas raises his eyebrows, “What the fuck? Why?”

Even sighs through his nose, “Because I have a fucking ring in my pocket that I’m planning on proposing with in approximately 45 minutes, you shit.”

Even throws his arms up and hisses, “Yeah, it’s awesome. But it’s going to be less awesome when Isak decides suddenly that marriage is a capitalistic trap!”

Jonas winces, “Okay I see your point. Sorry man, I didn’t know.”

Even lets out a breath. At least he was being reasonable. “It’s chill… just cool it a bit until after.”

Noora’s high pitched voice, “Everything okay in there? Where are the chips?”

Jonas pats Even on the back and grins, “This is fucking awesome. Married. Isak is so gonna ask me to be his best man.” And then louder, “We’re coming out now. Couldn’t find them!”

Jonas and Even settle back into the respective seats. There was a brief lull of silence before Jonas cleared his throat, “Ladies and gentlemen, I’ve had a change of heart. Everyone should get married. Marriage is the fucking best.”

So I have come to learn that quite a lot of people have seen this photo and only about half know the amazing story behind it. So I thought I would finally tell it here on tumblr!

I had bought a mishalecki photo op ticket on the Thursday before the convention but had absolutely no clue what pose to do, until it hit me. I am a hug Misha fan, and every time I have gotten to talk to him I am usually sarcastic and try to match his wit. I also love Jared, he is like an actually giant puppy. Anyway way the whole fandom knows that Misha had bragged about how flexible he is, well I am quite flexible too. Just as flexible as Misha actually,lol! So then this pose came to mind. I knew it would crack Jared up and it would give me a chance to show off some skill. I didn’t want to many people knowing what pose I was going to do because I was afraid volunteers might not be keen on the idea or I just wanted it to be a surprise.

So I was third or so in line for the photo and Misha and Jared set the tone pretty quickly with their entrance that screamed fun and sexy. Half the people in the room knew what pose I was gonna do and the other half didn’t. When it came my turn I walked up to Jared and Misha, I had to repeat it twice but for the sake of just retyping the same things I will write once.

I stood between Jared and Misha, looking at Jared while I kept Misha in my sights. I said this, “ Hey guys so I am going to do a pose you have never done before. (They began to smile; I then gently put my hand on Misha’s chest to direct Jared’s attention) See I am more flexible than Misha is, (Jared chuckled, Misha looked curious) so I am going to do a reverse table top yoga pose and I want you two to arm wrestle on my stomach. Look as extreme as possible, got it!?” I had to repeat this twice, but both were smiling and went ok, I have a feeling they were still confused, that was until I hit the ground. I heard half the room gasp,slightly, and the other half sorta whispering. From above I heard Jared and Misha go at the same time, “OH”, they had finally understood. Jared actually signaled for Chris to do another picture because he realized they both were not ready when the photo was taken, I am so glad he did cause it turned out amazing.

As I started to come out of the pose Jared helped me up, which was basically pulling me 3ft into the air, I am 5′2! He went, “Damn girl that was kick ass!” and gave me a high five. I told both of them thank you and started to walk away when Misha decided he was not done with me yet. Misha gently grabbed my arm and pulled me back. He leaned in so close to my face I could feel his scruff and he whispered, “ Your not more flexible than me.” As I turned to look at him he gave me the Casifer grin and winked. And to put the cherry on top of me walking away I started smiling and wagging my finger going, “No no no no no”, and the damn music stopped. Misha and Jared chuckled and I left. Later that day I showed Jared the photo, he cracked up laughing and decided to sign it, even though I already had his auto. I was like Jared stop and he went, nope I am signing this. He also signed it with AKF.

sasha: *kills the choreography and the runway. receives nothing but complements from the judges.*
ru paul: shea coulee you are the winner of this challenge.
me: someone call 911 i just witnessed a robbery.

Ye got captured by band 'o pirates. be tellin’ a story on how ye end up becomin’ cap'n fer that scurvy pirate ship. Bonus points if ye scribe a way ye do it that dont murder anyone nor end up wit’ physical harm.

Bin got a pair words fer ye scurvy dogs: “Shark Bait.”

Poseidon, th’ God 'o th’ Sea, has chosen ye as his vessel. He whispers in ye mind, “by sea be th’ only way to travel.” ye embark on a journey, killin’ anybody who dares take an airplane or car.

Ye’ve always thought that havin’ a peg leg’d be cool, but arh, the maintenaince yeh have to do to keep up yer cool appearance!

“ye’re seriously makin’ me swim th’ plank again?!”

A pirate cap'n goes on a mission to reclaim th’ pirate ship that was stolen from him 'n free his crew members from imprisonment

Ye have traveled long 'n far in search 'o an infamous treasure that ye 'n ye crew have be searchin’ fer fer 16 years. Upon discoverin’ it, ye open th’ chest only to find a map leadin’ to another treasure. th’ value 'o friendship.

They shout that treasures best be hidden on land. Yer cap'n be sayin’ they’re all lyin’. Yer cap'n be sayin’ th’ best place to be hidin’ treasure be in th’ heart 'o a storm.

Ye be kidnapped from ye home in th’ dead 'o nightfall 'n brought onto a ship wit’ a crew 'o 100 band 'o pirates. As ye look on in fear, they all bow below before ye. One 'o them introduces themselves as ye First Matey. ye be now their cap'n.

Ye muster onboard a scurvy pirate ship, hopin’ to get some doubloons 'n th’ comradery ye sorely missed in th’ navy. But turns out th’ ship ye ended up on has a secret ye would never have guessed…

A forbidden lust story between a sea cap'n 'n a siren he meets at sea.

Ye’ve always wanted to be a scurvy pirate. ye even got ye chance when a fleet 'o them attacked ye town. th’ problem? ye’re a 'land-lubber’ 'n 'tis isn’t a nice world. ye’ll have to prove ye can handle bein’ a scurvy pirate just to make it out 'o th’ brig

Ye’ve just taken control 'o a merchant ship only to find that th’ entire crew be more scared 'o th’ 4 year barnacle-covered girly offsprin’ 'o th’ wealthy tradesman ye’ve locked away. When she smiles, ye spy wit’ ye eye storms in her eyes - 'n then she laughs…

Ye find a cursed treasure. When a piece 'o gold be spent it disappears. How do ye spend ye loot.

“No women allowed on board!” says th’ cap'n. He finds out, one by one, that every member 'o his crew be a woman wit’ a fake beard.

Ye be th’ first astronaut to be sent to explore th’ galaxy. Suddenly, ye re stopped by space band 'o pirates, 'n be forced to choose between roamin’ aimlessly forever or joinin’ their crew.

Ye got into th’ piratin’ business fer one reason - so ye can afford a ship in Malibu.

“Remind me; if women be bad luck, why do we have a female cap'n?”

Mermaid band 'o pirates. They find new islands 'n take down their enemies wit’ th’ help 'o sea creatures. Their ship be called “Poseidon”

Band 'o pirates that set out to be villains accidentally return as jolly guys by screwin’ plans up

Ye be a feared scurvy pirate who can control all th’ monsters roamin’ th’ seven seas, however ye worst enemy can control th’ oceans themselves.

tell an entire tale in pirate talk, me hearty…

Ye character just got accepted into MIT 'n be sailin’ towards th’ “scurvy pirate Certificate” (pistols, riflery, rowin’, fencin’.) wee do they be knowin’ that these courses be taught by actual band 'o pirates.

An underground illegal racin’ rig has be started that involves scurvy pirate ships battlin’ though a rum track in a Need fer Speed style wit’ steampower-ups included

Ye awaken on a scurvy pirate ship, last thin’ ye remember before 'tis was shoutin’ to a guy in th’ tavern at port. th’ cap'n had bought ye 'n ye be now sailin’ on th’ ship, what happens while ye be at sea?

“HAND ME THAT MAP OR SO HELP ME I’LL CUT IT OFF YA HANDS!”

You turn on the Pirate Speak in Minecraft under language options as a joke, but then ye start findin’ that yer land lubber mates in reality arrrre beginnin’ ta talk like ol’ sea dogs, and even tha signs ‘round yer town turn inta Pirate Speak. Soon a squaky bird takes to perchin’ on yer shoulder. Tha townsfolk begin ta ask fer yer okay on things o’ trivial matter. Yer first mate, who lost 'is leg years ago ta scurvy, suddenly had a peg 'stead of a prosthetic. Congrats, matey– yer tha cap'n of tha town

“Arrrr! the hour to loot EA 'o their precious Sims lovely booty!!”

'tis not uncommon fer a scurvy pirate to loose a hand or a foot on his travels. ye 'n ye crew dig up a chest full 'o hands 'n feet.

Ye swore on a loved one’s grave that ye would someday sail to th’ legendary Grand Arcada, an ocean which none have ever found. this day, ye awoke to find ye ship stolen from ye - 'n th’ strange people seem to be changin’ ye course…

A pirate loses his scurvy pirate accent 'n has to go find a different ship because they don’t fit in anymore.

Th’ band 'o pirates 'n th’ vampires have come to together to stop th’ ultimate evil. How do ye defend yourself?

Cap'n Gus has a secret, his magic beard grows more wild 'n tangled wit’ every wind it ensnares. Cuttin’ a hair causes a mild breeze, a lock 'o his beard unleashes a strong wind. Now, captured 'n condemned to execution, he asks if he could shave

Ye be th’ cap'n 'o th’ most infamous scurvy pirate ship on th’ seven seven seas, ye 'n ye crew have be through pretty much everythin’ together. Currently ye be on th’ hunt fer mer-people, they fetch high prices on th’ black market fer their beauty. What ye crew dont be knowin’ however be that ye be a mer-person 'n ye 'n ye kind only have tails when ye peglegs get wet.ye’re in th’ middle 'o a bath in ye quarters when ye first matey bustles in to speak to ye 'bout th’ ship’s course.

Ye be a notorious scurvy pirate. ye’ve always be able to outrun th’ navy, but 'tis the hour they’re gainin’ on ye. ye agree to make a deal wit’ one 'o th’ lesser captains. What do they shout to ye?

Arr, ye main character be kidnapped by a scurvy pirate at sea! It turns out th’ sea isn’t what it seems to be when he throws ye overboard to die….

Ye cap'n has be noticeably feelin’ down, how does one scurvy pirate cheer up their cap'n back to their jolly self?

What do ye do wit’ a drunken sailer?

Ye’re a pirate who’s totally new to th’ business 'o stealin’ treasure from authoritative figures 'n don’t really be knowin’ what ye’re doin’. Suddenly, a dragon shows up 'n offers to tutor ye in piracy. What next?

“What be land? I have forgotten.”

Ye’re an undercover employee 'o th’ british government onboard a pirate ship on 'tis way to an uncharted island. ye mission be to find out what th’ band 'o pirates be goin’ thar fer.

A pirate wit’ a rubber duck hand instead 'o a rusted hook

Lesbian pirate flirtin’ wit’ sirens

Ye were sent by th’ British government to spy on a notorious cap'n. ye join his crew 'n climb up th’ ranks 'til ye become his first matey. A few days before ye be to betray him, he tells ye a secret that changes everythin’. What be it?

Th’ cap'n has gone missin’ overnight. ye, a mere chef, be th’ only one who can manage to control th’ crew. ye need to find whar ye cap'n has gone to.

Th’ year be th’ far future, 'n space travel has be achieved. th’ human race has be denied entry into th’ galactic federations set up hundreds 'o years before their time. So, instead, we become space band 'o pirates. All 'o us.

All ye pirates be sufferin from th’ evil scurvy, no matter how much citrus or undercooked meat they brin’ on th’ poop deck. they shout yer crews favoured wi th’ devil, but wee do they be knowin’ ye’ve just found th’ third cure to th’ scurvy

“fer th’ last the time, don’t be puttin’ me tattered eyepatch in th’ dryer!”

Ye look almost exactly like th’ female version 'o ye twin brother. Unfortunately, ye twin brother just so happens to be th’ notorious cap'n 'o a pirate crew. One day, he be killed, 'n th’ crew asks ye to pretend to be him so as to continue

Th’ mermaid they pulled from th’ ocean turns out to be a jolly fighter. Maybe too jolly. Sh just killed th’ cap'n.

Ye’ve be travelin’ th’ seven seas fer a while now. Nothin’ can stand in ye way; ye 'n ye crew be unstoppable. 'til one thin’ crossed ye paths. What be that one thin’ 'n how do ye overcome it?

Ye be th’ toughest scurvy pirate around. ye won many fights, pillaged many towns, 'n plundered dozens 'o ships. nothin’ could stand in ye way to riches, not even- oh god be that a baby on ye ship? who brought a baby?

Due to men believin’ eatin’ fruit was too feminine, th’ seven seas be now ruled by female band 'o pirates who beat their weakened males counterparts. Now, ye’re at a parrrty drinkin’ ornge spiced juice wit’ th’ victors.

All ye pirates knows only women be sailors. Can ye think 'o anythin’ more unlucky than to have a scurvy dog onboard a ship? Still, rumour has it that th’ fiercest scurvy pirate ship 'o them all has a only-male crew.

captains, greedy 'n tough 'n mean. But th’ strange thin’ 'bout him be that he wears a metal mask, 'n no one in th’ crew has ever seen him without it. One nightfall, ye resolve to spy wit’ ye eye th’ cap'n’s real face, so ye sneak into his cabin 'n sneak a peek 'o him sans mask. 'n what ye spy wit’ ye eye makes it clear to ye why ye cap'n would hide his face.

Perhaps givin’ band 'o pirates Google Maps wasn’t th’..best idea

Ye somehow became a pirate cap'n. One problem - ye be knowin’ nothin’ 'bout navigation…or ships…or fightin’ in general. But ye look well in a pirate coat 'n a hat, so thar be that.